I am getting very, very impatient to put the chicks outside. There is a fine dust - thick, fine dust over everything in the basement from the cedar shavings being shuffled around by the girls. There is constantly chick feed on the floor from little hands spilling their offerings to their fine feathered friends. They have begun to spill their water in their little box. I think they are telling me that they want to spread their wings and be on their own....a chicken teenage rebellion of sorts. I am HAPPY to comply!
I am, however, still nervous about Freckles reaction to them. He just stares and salivates. I think my yearning to have them 'free-range' will have to wait for a bit until I can somehow persuade him that it isn't the best idea to chase the chickens....
Fourteen.
1 year ago
4 comments:
hey jackie, have you seen these?
sort of a portable chicken coop.
pretty neat, we all should have one.
http://www.omlet.us/homepage/homepage.php
Looks like there's some really good info online for training a dog to be a guarder of chickens. I love National Geographic's show "Dogs With Jobs". They recently had a show with a dog whose sole job is to guard a woman's chickens. She trained him to do it and taught him to not even LOOK at the chickens. Won't make eye contact, but guards them with his life. Let the little chicks climb all over him. It was cute.
Yep! I saw that show too.
Freckles even looks like the dog! Xxx
He does, doesn't he? :)
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